The new North-west. [volume] (Deer Lodge, Mont.) 1869-1897, 1887-06-17

herd and the camp and you are less apt to be
noticed. / got inside the camp without discov-
cry. Then began q hunt for the captive's tepee
You know Indians never take any but women or
children captves On the tepee In W:ich they
are confined is hung the chiefs shield as q notf
cation to the braves that they must keep away.
found the tepee, after long search, and worked
my way up to the rear edge. Then cautiously
raised the side. Not yard from me was an old
squaw sitting with her face to me. She was
feeding the fire with sticks and bits of straw On
the other side of the lodge could see a bundle
wrapped in buffalo robes, which knew was Miss
Brand. Laying my Winchester down near the
edge of the tepee drew my revolver and, taking
it by the barrel. gave the old squaw a blow on
the back of the head that laid her insensibe
Then jumped across the tent and grabbed up
the girl. AS seized her said Keep still, little
girl! I'm you're white friend" She was so scared
she tainted. which was perhaps just as well.
Taking her under my arm picked up my Win
chester and started for the herds. Just as came
up with them met an Indian. He cried, Who
goes there's in Sioux.
II replied in the same language, Guard
HE started off, and went in the opposite direc-
tion. supposed he had gone back to camp, but
instead of that the cuss followed me.
when 1 reached my horse Miss Brand had re-
covered from her faint and as put her up on the
saddle, she said:
+" How shall rider
Ride any way replied, until we get out of
here
Just then heard the twang of bow, and an
arrow struck me in the left side just below the
lung, passed clear through my body, and pulled
it out on the other side. turned with my Win
chester up, and the Indian dropped dead By
this time the squaw had come too and given the
alarm. put Miss Brand on the saddle. mounted
behind, and gave the pony the spur.
He was good runner, but there was just as
good behind. and it was hot race. It was get
ting daybreak, and was growing weaker from
my wound. The air passed In and out with every
breath. The pain got SO great that had to get
down at a mud hole and fill the holes up
with mud. Then on We went again We had
not been able to get back to the troops for the
Indians were between. So took another route
for the fort. Finally the pain of my wound
nearly blinded me. knew by the signs we were
near the fort said to the girl: Little girl, look
back and see il you can see an, tn . She
looked and said, Yes. there is quite ns,nbs.r of
men following u.s. l knew they were Iniians
and told her to stop at a big log we would reach
presently and 1 would drop off and ho them
back, while the horse would carry her risl5t into
the fort. But the little girl clear grill an!
said: No. we will die together if We have to die
A short time afterward We met small patty
with an escort under command of Sergt { /. ,f
the Second cavalry. Seeing them, the I,.,l: ms
gave up the chase" 1t was through nn. trll,,i,->
brought on by this arrow wound that Unr,
Jimmy was prevented from going with Cu>t,r on
his last ride The old man is firm in the belief
that if he had been with him Custer would never
have been led into the trap. During the war
Uncle Jimmy served with the Seventh Iowa
GEORGE PICKERIyG